>From: "Zella Holden" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
>To: <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
>Subject: Fw: GOD CHILDREN
>Date: Fri, 21 Apr 2000 22:32:22 -0500
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> >God's Perfect Children
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> >In Brooklyn, New York, Shush is a school that caters to learning
> >disabled children. Some children remain in Shush for their entire school
> >career, while others can be mainstreamed into conventional schools.
> > At a Shush fundraising dinner, the father of a Shush child delivered a
> >speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After
> >extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he cried out, "Where is
> >the perfection in my son Shaya? Everything God does is done with
> >perfection. But my child cannot understand things as other children do.
> >My child cannot remember facts and figures as other children do. Where
> >is God's perfection?"
> > The audience was shocked by the question, pained by the father's
> >anguish and stilled by the piercing query. " I believe," the father
> >answered, "that when God brings a child like this into the world, the
> >perfection that he seeks is in the way people react to this child."
> > He then told the following story about his son Shaya:
> > One afternoon Shaya and his father walked past a park where some boys
> >Shaya knew were playing baseball. Shaya asked, "Do you think they will
> >let me play?" Shaya's father knew that his son was not at all athletic
> >and that most boys would not want him on their team. But Shaya's father
> >understood that if his son was chosen to play it would give him a
> >comfortable sense of belonging. Shaya's father approached one of the
> >boys in the field and asked if Shaya could play.
> > The boy looked around for guidance from his teammates. Getting none,
> >he took matters into his own hands and said "We are losing by six runs
> >and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and
> >we'll try to put him up to bat in the ninth inning." Shaya's father was
> >ecstatic as Shaya smiled broadly. Shaya was told to put on a glove and
> >go out to play short center field.
> > In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shaya's team scored a few runs but
> >was still behind by three. In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shaya's
> >team scored again and now with two outs and the bases loaded with the
> >potential winning run on base, Shaya was scheduled to be up. Would the
> >team actually let Shaya bat at this juncture and give away their chance
> >to win the game?
> > Surprisingly, Shaya was given the bat. Everyone knew that it was all
> >but impossible because Shaya didn't even know how to hold the bat
> >properly, let alone hit with it.
> > However as Shaya stepped up to the plate, the pitcher moved a few
> >steps to lob the ball in softly so Shaya should at least be able to make
> >contact. The first pitch came in and Shaya swung clumsily and missed.
> >One of Shaya's teammates came up to Shaya and together they held the bat
> >and faced the pitcher waiting for the next pitch.
> > The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly
> >toward Shaya. As the pitch came in, Shaya and his teammate swung at the
> >bat and together they hit a slow ground ball to the pitcher. The
> >pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could easily have thrown the
> >ball to the first baseman.
> >Shaya would have been out and that would have ended the game.
> > Instead, the pitcher took the ball and threw it on a high arc to right
> >field, far beyond reach of the first baseman. Everyone started
> >yelling,"Shaya, run to first! Run to first!" Never in his life had
> >Shaya ever had to run to first. He scampered down the baseline wide-eyed
> >and startled. By the time he reached first base, the right fielder had
> >the ball. He could have thrown the ball to the second baseman who would
> >then tag out Shaya, who was still running.
> > But the right fielder understood what the pitcher's intentions were,
> >so he threw the ball high and far over the third baseman's head.
> >Everyone yelled, "Run to second, run to second!" Shaya ran towards
> >second base as the runners ahead of him deliriously circled the bases
> >towards home. As Shaya reached second base, the opposing short stop ran
> >to him, turned him in the direction of third base and shouted, "Run to
> >third."
> > As Shaya rounded third, the boys from both teams ran behind him
> >screaming,"Shaya run home!" Shaya ran home, stepped on home plate and
> >all 18 boys lifted him on their shoulders and made him the hero, as he
> >had just hit a "grand slam" and won the game for his team. "That day,"
> >said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, "those 18
> >boys reached their level of God's perfection."
> > Funny how this is so true and shame on us!
> >Funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then wonder why the
> >world is going to hell in a and basket!
> >Funny how we believe what the newspapers say, but question what the
> >Bible says.
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> >Or is it scary? Funny how someone can say "I believe in God" but still
> >follow Satan (who by the way, also "believes" in God) .
> >Funny how you can send a thousand 'jokes' through e-mail and they spread
> >like wildfire, but when you start sending messages regarding God or,"The
> >Lord", or Jesus Christ, people start thinking twice about sharing.
> > Funny how the lewd, crude, vulgar and obscene pass freely through
> >cyberspace, but the public discussion of Jesus is suppressed in the
> >school and workplace.
> > Funny isn't it?
> > Funny how someone can be so fired up for Christ on Sunday, but be an
> >invisible Christian the rest of the week.
> > Are you laughing?
> > Funny how when you go to forward this message, you will not send it to
> >many on your address list because you're not sure what they believe, or
> >what they will think of you for sending it to them.
> > Funny how I can be more worried about what other people think of me
> >than what God thinks of me.
> >Are you thinking?
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